Camouflage Alpha

With the heavy opening of the wooden door, the mutation stage in the venue came to an end.

The gentleman at the next table drank heartily, with blood on his chin.

He casually threw the head of the woman in the white dress on the ground. The skull rolled twice and stopped on the beautiful carpet in the middle of the venue, with dry tears still hanging from the corners of the eyes.

The gentleman at the next table licked his lips with his tongue, and said to VIP No. 9 contentedly, "Let's go."

VIP No. 9 didn't move, he just stared in the direction of the door, his deep eyes full of concern.

Shen Yaochuan's eyes fell on his right hand that pushed open the door.

It was his hand, but to be precise, he didn't know if it should be called a "hand".

VIP No. 9 narrowed his eyes: "He is so beautiful."

The gentleman at the next table followed his gaze——

The mutant standing at the door was as white as porcelain. His body was slender and his proportions were more human-like, but his chest was covered with a beautiful layer of 26 symmetrical ribs, and long gauze wings hung down his back.

Those should be butterfly wings. Unlike the ugly fleshy wings of the host on the stage, this one's are real wings, trailing behind like the big skirt of a dress, shining with golden light.

There are golden lines from his forehead down, extending to his eyes, and flowing to his cheeks like water, dripping on his chest, all the way down to his toes.

And on the top of his head, there is a crown made of spiked bones on top of the light golden hair.

Seeing this, the gentleman at the next table couldn't help but glance at the head of VIP No. 9.

There was a similar bony crown there too, only larger and more rugged.

In contrast, the person at the door is really a beauty. Even her fingers are white and slender. She not only retains the most graceful figure of a human being, but also has the characteristics of a mutant.

VIP No. 9 moved his legs, and he walked slowly, his horse's hooves stepped on the carpet, making dull footsteps.

VIP No. 9 stretched out his hand to him, and put the palm on Shen Yaochuan's cheek, and the hot body temperature blended together: "Welcome back, my queen."

Shen Yaochuan looked at him blankly, and after a while his eyes fell back on himself.

From the fingertips, to the chest, to the feet, and the gauze wings that haven't been fully stretched behind.

Thin bones covered important parts of his body, and his body became taller and more slender.

"..." He opened his mouth, and there was a low gurgling sound in his throat.

Shen Yaochuan looked at VIP No. 9 with some doubts, and he clearly heard the other party's clear voice.

The corners of VIP No. 9's mouth turned up, and he smiled very gently. His palm slid down gently, and the ball of his thumb rubbed the corner of Shen Yaochuan's mouth: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

He has a pair of brilliant golden eyes, forming a sharp contrast with Shen Yaochuan's gray pupils.

Those eyes seemed to be flowing with liquid gold, carrying a wonderful magic power, making it difficult to move away from them.

Shen Yaochuan stared at those eyes drowsily, and opened his mouth again: "Me?"

"You are so smart, my queen," VIP No. 9 said, "Don't be afraid, you just evolved again under the infection of the original strain, and now you are the perfect mature body."

Behind him, the gentleman at the next table shook his head slightly.

It is indeed beautiful, but its flaws are also obvious.

This person is too weak.

His slender body represents the weakness of strength, and the thin joints can further illustrate this point.

And the skin—visible to the naked eye is fragile, there are no scales covering the body, no hardened skin surface, even the bones don't completely cover the body, every gap in it is a weakness.

Such mutants can only be used for viewing, right?

He even suspected that just one ordinary bullet could penetrate this pale and thin body and kill him.

The gentleman at the next table was thinking, and suddenly his claws plunged into the air.

It was indeed "plugging", his fingertips even disappeared, and around the fingertips, there were spider web-like cracks in the air.

The muscles on the arm swelled, and there was only a crisp crackling sound, and the piece of air was violently lifted by him, and a dark hole appeared.

If Shen Yaochuan was conscious, he should be able to recognize it. This is very similar to the characteristics displayed by the mutant Xiang Shaoyang encountered during the on-site investigation.

That is the spatial ability brought about by complete mutation.

"Let's go, our mission is over." The gentleman at the next table said to VIP No. 9.

After all, he walked into the darkness first.

VIP No. 9 stretched out his hand towards Shen Yaochuan, making an "inviting" gesture: "Come with me, my queen."

There was a trace of complicated emotions in Shen Yaochuan's eyes, like the waves surging in the sea, full of waves.

But after a while, he still put his fingertips into the opponent's palm.

VIP No. 9 chuckled, pulled him back and turned towards the dark crack.

Gunshots rang out from behind.

boom--

At that moment, Mr. at the next table used his space ability again, directly bringing VIP No. 9 into the darkness.

The air twisted, the darkness gradually closed, and VIP No. 9's angry voice came from within: "No!"

Shen Yaochuan's slender hands fell into the air, grasping a piece of nothingness.

The bullet landed on the carpet without a sound.

Shen Yaochuan turned around and looked in the direction of the shooting.

His eyes without black pupils reflected Xiang Shaoyang's figure, who was holding a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was slowly turned towards him.

Shen Yaochuan frowned, he was like a babbling child, trying to search for something from memory, and then said with difficulty: "...Shaoyang?"

The pronunciation of Xiangzi is too slight, even inaudible.

An expression of astonishment appeared on Xiang Shaoyang's face.

His muzzle lowered a little, and after a few seconds, his lips twitched: "Yaochuan?"

Shen Yaochuan made a vague voice: "Huh?"

He seemed to be suddenly poured with cold water from head to toe, cold and frightened.

The sanity that was bewildered by those golden eyes just now is gradually regaining consciousness, Shen Yaochuan clearly realized himself as a mutant, and Xiang Shaoyang as a human being.

He even saw an insurmountable abyss between them.

People will always have disgust and fear of things that are similar to human beings but not human.

Terrible malice came from the black muzzle of the gun.

Shen Yaochuan took a step back.

But then stopped again.

The rib bones covering his upper body were not enough to completely protect his heart, those white bones were more like decorations, fragile and fragile.

Xiang Shaoyang's marksmanship is very accurate, he has seen it before, probably he can hit his heart with one shot.

Maybe two shots would kill him.

Shen Yaochuan was afraid of seeing disgust and fear in Xiang Shaoyang's eyes, but he was not afraid of death.

On the contrary, an unprecedented joy suddenly appeared in his heart.

Death is not pain, but freedom, his chance to escape this life of bondage.

If you cannot freely choose life, then at least you must be able to freely choose death.

He closed his eyes, waiting for a bullet to lodge in his weak heart.

There was no gunshot, he only waited for a moment of silence, and the hungry roars of countless mutants behind him.

Shen Yaochuan opened her eyes and turned around——

He stood right in front of Xiang Shaoyang, and even wanted to protect Xiang Shaoyang, so he looked around coldly.

Those mutants who were completely different from him, in the posture of beasts, and murmuring murmured in their mouths, roared in resistance, but then shook their heads vertically, only staring straight at Shaoyang with their eyes.

Fresh human beings are the delicacy that mutants crave.

But Shen Yaochuan fully demonstrated the coercion of high-level mutants on low-level mutants.

He just stood, and those low-level mutants didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Not reconciled, but can only surrender.

Shen Yaochuan looked around quietly, maintaining a confrontation like this.

He stood among his own "kind", but he handed over his back to human beings who were different from him.

And protect that human being with a fragile chest.

The confrontation lasted so long that even the time seemed to stretch into eternity.

It was broken by a rustling sound from the ceiling.

Mutants are so hungry.

They have just mutated and urgently need a mouthful of blood and raw meat to fill their stomachs.

Although Shen Yaochuan oppressed them as superior mutants, as the most primitive survival instinct, hunger has gradually made the mutants lose their minds.

If they can't eat a bite, they will starve to death.

The same is death, it is better to let go.

The spider shape mutator on the ceiling dragged a long spider silk and descended.

Her sharp six-legged landed firmly on Shen Yaochuan's body after a rapid landing.

Four feet landed on the bones of Shen Yaochuan's body, and one foot was a bit off, stretching in mid-air.

But the last foot pierced Shen Yaochuan's palm, and golden blood dripped down on the ground along the palm, mixed with rainbow-like shattered light.

The mutants were quiet for a moment, their eyes shifted from Xiang Shaoyang to Shen Yaochuan's blood-dripping palm, and then slowly landed on the small pool of blood on the ground, as if after a while of thinking, they finally looked at Shen Yaochuan again. Back to Xiang Shaoyang.

Only this time, the balance of the previous confrontation was broken.

Shen Yaochuan felt chills down his spine.

He knew he was seen through.

Although he became a high-level mutant, he did not evolve the fighting ability to match it, and he was not even as good as a low-level insect body mutant.

His face was slightly tilted to the back, and he said again like a figure: "Shaoyang..."

Immediately, the slender hands broke off a sharp rib from the chest.

He won't admit defeat.

The tips of the ribs inserted into the plump belly of the spider mutant almost instantly.

The other party was in pain, and her six legs scratched desperately, but Shen Yaochuan quickly pinched the back of her neck with her other hand, and crushed the neck bone with force with her fingertips.

The spider's body softened, and it slid down feebly, falling to the ground.

died.

And Shen Yaochuan just looked down at her.

The tips of the ribs were dripping black and colorful blood.

It turns out that I can fight, Shen Yaochuan thought silently.

The smell of blood stimulated the other mutants who were already ready to move, they couldn't hold back anymore, they rushed towards Shen Yaochuan like a wave, and soon drowned him.

Huge butterfly-like wings spread out behind Shen Yaochuan, firmly blocking the way to Xiang Shaoyang.

It's a tough fight.

The author has something to say:

The inspiration for the mutant form comes from the manga "Big Sword"